Is duilleoga tirime mo chuid smaointe / My thoughts are dry leaves (lyrics)

My thoughts are dry leaves, when I try to gather them, the wind of life blows

My thoughts are dry leaves, the gales of emotion scatter them in all directions

My thoughts are dry leaves  it would only take a small puff – my thoughts – where was I?

My thoughts are dry leaves  a single careful match and they’d all be blazing fiercely

My thoughts are dry leaves  imagination and art will be my rake and my barrow

I will sweep extravagantly the pile

childlike, with both arms outstretched 

in a confettied swirl of glorious confusion

My thoughts are dry leaves

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